Chapter 7 - The Second Baby Was Closer Than We Thought—And Sloan Recognized Her From a Photograph Nobody Else Would Have NoticedThe photograph was taken at a charity event.
Hundreds of people.
Dozens of babies.
But Sloan saw the bracelet.
A tiny silver bracelet with a pink stone.
She had tied it around the second baby's wrist.
“She has it.”
We found the woman holding the baby.
Her name was Rebecca.
She wasn't a criminal.
She was a nurse.
She had been told the baby had been abandoned.
She had adopted her.
When she opened the door, Sloan saw the baby.
Everything stopped.
She whispered:
“Lena.”
The baby looked at her.
Then smiled.
Sloan cried.
I couldn't speak.
For the first time in six months, our family was complete.
But Marcus wasn't finished.
Because the moment we returned to the penthouse, every television screen changed.
Marcus appeared.
He had one final message.
“Vincent Moretti.”
His smile was cold.
May you like
“Bring me your mother.”
Or the children would disappear again.
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